No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Jack raised his eyebrow with some surprise. He quite liked Alfred’s personality.

Since Alfred was already determined, Jack decided to agree with it. Hearing Jack’s conversation with Alfred, the two on the ground looked horrified.

The two of them exchanged a look, and they saw despair in their eyes. Alfred slowly turned around and retrieved a dagger from his storage ring. He coldly looked at the two of them on the ground.

He let out a faint smile, “It’s my turn after this!”

***

Not far away, the four who were originally sitting down and resting were already nowhere near as calm as they were.

of them were holding on as one of them lay out he ground. Conor lay on the ground hopelessly. He clutched his bleeding chest as he breathed erratically. Blood flowed from his lips to stain his

initiative in the ambush. On top of that, their opponents were incredibly strong. They were no

in the chest. His blood frantically splurted out. After that, someone else had hit him in the chest, causing him to fly and crumple on the ground

realized hopelessly that, unless a miracle happened, the four of them

Conor suddenly thougth of Jack. He felt like Jack was incredibly lucky to have managed to avoid this. He even started to hate

had realized that their opponents were near, they would not have been ambushed like that, and would

on how these people had been acting, he would definitely go

He clenched his teeth and immediately made a decision. Rather than being tortured by those people, he felt like ending

that moment, footsteps could be

sound. When they saw Jack and the others rushing over quickly, the three masked men immediately gathered at the center in

Jack, everyone there